One's Company (Three's Insanity)

One's Company (Three's Insanity)

A Poem by Cassidy Mask

I am not crazy.

Jump.

You used to be such a nice girl.

I am.

Do you know what you are?

You used to be such a kind girl.

I am not listening.

You’re nothing.

You’re better than this.

I am.

No. You’re worse than that.

So much better.

I am not a bad person.

Worse than nothing.

Just don’t listen to her.

I am.

So much worse.

Why can’t you just ignore her?

I am not a puppet.

What is that? Worse than nothing…

It’s not so hard.

I am.

Just jump. Go ahead, and jump.

Just turn away.

I am not going to kill myself.

Look at you. Look at what you are.

You’re giving her what she wants.

I am.

Do you see that?

You just have to say no.

I am not looking.

Do you see what’s wrong with that picture?

No. Just two letters.

I am.

Do you see what’s wrong with that girl?

Listen to me.

I am not ugly.

Do you see what’s wrong with you?

We can make this go away. You can.

I am.

Because I do.

                        All you have to do is walk away.

            I am not going to run from her.

I see your every fault.

                        Just get away from this place.

            I am.

So do us all a favour and jump.

You used to be such a nice girl…

I know…

 

 

‘I’m afraid your daughter has schizophrenia.’

‘Is there anything that can be done?’

‘She can take medication.’

‘But will it go away? Will she be normal?’

‘…’

 

You’re so weak.

            I’m not

So, so weak.

            I’m not

Pick up the scissors.

            I’m not

Put them to your skin.

            I’m not

Now repeat after me.

            I’m not

‘I am weak’

            I’m not

‘I am nothing’

            I’m not

See that blood?

            I’m not

It’s nothing.

            I’m not

Just like you.

            I’m not

Does it hurt?

            I’m not

No?

            I’m not

Then you need to go deeper.

            I’m not

You haven’t learnt yet.

            I’m not

And you must learn.

            I’m not

You must.

            I’m not

Because you’re so weak.

            I’m not…

           

…Am I?

            I’m so sorry.

 

© 2008 Cassidy Mask


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wow. i love it.

i love the way you set it out.
The power the voices have over the girl is really well written, the whole thing is really creepy!

Posted 17 Years Ago



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Cassidy Mask
Cassidy Mask

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